Rise From the Humble

Shortly after Zhu Ping'an arrived, Xu Jie and his wife sat down as the chairman, and the birthday banquet officially began. Wine and delicacies were gradually placed on the table in front of everyone. Of course, the symbols of the birthday banquet - longevity peaches and longevity noodles were also indispensable.

Teachers and students enjoyed themselves while drinking and drinking.

After Xu Jie brought three glasses of opening wine and sprinkled a handful of dog food, the students began to wish the master's wife her birthday and presented birthday gifts. However, Xu Jie made the decision for his wife about the birthday gifts, so they all declined them politely and waved her hands to place them in the center of the banquet. He picked up a few cases and brought out the four treasures of the study.

The meaning is self-evident.

All the disciples came forward one after another to present poems and lyrics to celebrate his birthday. As soon as they showed off their skills, the banquet became a grand event in the literary world.

When it comes to writing poems and lyrics, no one present is not good at it. Good birthday wishes come out frequently and praises are given constantly.

Among them, the birthday poem written by Zhang Juzheng triggered the first climax of the birthday banquet.

"Congratulations to Master"

Throwing money in the East China Sea does not count the years;

The life span of the human world extends to three thousand.

I will make a Songshan blessing with you,

The Big Dipper and the Southern Ji are two shoulder to shoulder.

Zhang Juzheng's birthday poem is full of fairy spirit and has a beautiful meaning. It indirectly praises the love between Xu Jie and the woman who stand side by side and raise their eyebrows together. It was well received by everyone. Mrs. Xu, who cherished words like gold at the birthday banquet, also smiled. He said the word "good".

Next, everyone came forward to write poems and celebrate his birthday in order of their seats. When it was Zhu Ping'an's turn, Young Master Xu and Xu Fan stepped forward to make a move.

"Zihou, if you can compose an amazing birthday poem, you will be exempted from the three cups of fine wine for being late today. However, if you cannot do it, you will have to pay for the three cups of penalty wine. It’s now six drinks. I know that you, Zihou, have a bad drinking tolerance, so I came up with this idea to help you. How about it, are you enough for a brother?"

Young Master Xu suddenly appeared like a ghost, patted Zhu Pingan on the shoulder, winked at Zhu Pingan, and smiled.

"Brother Shi, you are really a brother..."

Zhu Ping'an twitched the corner of his mouth and said a word from between his teeth. He couldn't refuse this kind of occasion and this time.

"No matter how polite you are, we are all good brothers. Oh, by the way, don't let people think that I take care of you too much. This is not good for you and me. Let's just give you a cup of tea. Come on, Zihou, Write quickly."

Young Master Xu chuckled, and thrust the brush into Zhu Ping'an's hand without refusal. Then he poured himself a cup of tea, took a big sip, and then apologized, but smiled like a dog's tail. He chuckled and said, "Oh, I'm sorry Zihou, I accidentally drank half the cup in one gulp..."

"Brother, please don't choke..." The corners of Zhu Pingan's mouth twitched.

Seeing this, Xu Fan smiled even brighter.

Zhu Pingan is very clear about his drinking capacity. If he really drinks six glasses of wine, he will lie down and go home.

Then the only way left is to write a stunning birthday poem.

But

It is not difficult to write a birthday poem, but it is very difficult to write a stunning birthday poem.

Moreover, with Zhang Juzheng's poem in front, it becomes even more difficult.

So.

Since the conventional path is not easy to follow, we have no choice but to take the ordinary path.

Zhu Pingan persisted in writing, clarified his thoughts, and began to conceive in this direction. Almost at the same time, a birthday greeting poem by Zheng Banqiao, one of the Eight Eccentrics of Yangzhou during the Qing Dynasty, came to Zhu Pingan's mind.

It’s really a sleepy pillow.

Zhu Pingan's heart moved, okay, I'll use you.

The idea is set.

So.

each unit.

Notice.

I, Zhu Pingan, am going to show off.

Zhu Ping'an dipped his brush in ink and wrote the title "Congratulations to Master's Mother on her birthday". Then he continued to write the text on a new line:

"No way"

However, as soon as these two words came out, the surrounding classmates all looked at each other with surprise.

"Naihe" means "what to do, deal with". This word is not a positive, festive, or blessing word. It is a negative word of frustration and helplessness. How can this word be used in a birthday poem?

Isn't it possible that the No. 1 Scholar was angry with Young Master Xu and was deliberately being rude to others? !

No, although Mr. Xu's approach is a bit overwhelming, the number one scholar is too petty. It's just a few glasses of wine. As for being so petty.

Besides, what kind of occasion is this? If Zhu Pingan shows such a little temper on this occasion, his brain will be kicked by a donkey.

We know very well that Master Xu loves Zhu Pingan very much and takes good care of him in the court, which makes us envious. In our hearts, we blame the teacher for being partial. But how did he, Zhu Pingan, repay the teacher? At his wife's birthday party, he wrote such unlucky words as "Nai He" out of anger. Zhu Ping'an's conscience must have been eaten by a dog.

Many of the disciples who were watching had angry faces and blamed Zhu Pingan endlessly.

Zhang Juzheng was also slightly surprised, but his surprise was different from others. To be precise, he was curious. Zhang Juzheng did not think that Zhu Pingan would be angry and have a bad temper. He was just curious about how Zhu Pingan could write a good birthday message starting with "Nai He".

"Ahem... Zihou, you..."

Xu Fan, who was drinking tea nearby, was so surprised that he spewed out tea when he saw the word "Naihe" written by Zhu Ping'an.

Zhang Siwei behind Zhu Pingan was startled for a moment, then shook his head and smiled, Zihou, you are here again.

"Ahem, Zihou, why is your hand slipping?"

Wang Shizhen was concerned and confused. When she saw the word "helpless" written by Zhu Pingan, she not only sweated for Zhu Pingan, but also quietly stepped forward and tugged at the corner of Zhu Pingan's clothes, and made an excuse for Zhu Pingan while laughing.

However, Wang Shizhen was not good at lying, so finding an excuse for Zhu Pingan made him blush.

Slippery hands?

You really dare to say it, try sliding it with your hands. The maximum swipe you can make with your hand is one stroke, but can you still produce two words?

The onlookers were speechless when they heard Wang Shizhen's excuse for Zhu Ping'an.

Zhu Ping'an turned around and quietly blinked his right eye at Wang Shizhen. Wang Shizhen was stunned by Zhu Ping'an's blink, and then suddenly realized that he couldn't laugh or cry and shook his head. This guy Zihou is showing off again.

In the eyes of everyone's criticism, Zhu Pingan dipped his brush in ink, and then wrote the word "Naihe".

What? !

He wrote another "Naihe"! What is Zhu Pingan doing? ! !

Is he crazy?

When everyone saw Zhu Ping'an wrote another Naihe, their eyes almost popped out of their eyes in surprise, and those with heart problems covered their chests.

Zihou, what are you going to do?

Xu Fan looked at Zhu Pingan with a tea cup in his hand, with a confused look on his face. He was slightly surprised just now, but now he was shocked.

Wang Shizhen was much calmer now. She and Zhang Siwei stood behind Zhu Ping'an, taking time to watch Zhu Ping's cock.